Just Rewards

Now, I don't pay too much attention to Cricket because, well, I don't understand the sport. I've tried many times to understand why the scores are something like 258-4. I've tried to figure out why they break for tea, and why their matches are called "tests" and last for several days. I don't get what a wicket is. I have no idea why they wear all that freaking padding when they're batting, because for all the crap the English give us over how much padding American football players wear, you'd think they'd mind their tongues, eh? No fewer than four Brits and one really cute New Zealander have attempted to explain this game to me, but I still don't get how the game works.

Yet, for all I don't understand about Cricket, well, I do understand how this would be a great reward for winning the Ashes series against Australia.

{...}After partying all night, Flintoff admitted tongue-in-cheek "What is most exciting about winning the Ashes is it means I'll be awarded the freedom of Preston, my hometown.

"That means I can drive a flock of sheep through the town centre, drink for free in no less than 64 pubs and get a lift home with the police when I become inebriated. What more could you want?"{...}

The man's spot on. What more could you want?